she said my freckles have come out with the sun,
i told her its because ive gotten paler,
they said i looked tall,
thats funny,
i only feel frailer,

you couldntve gripped me tighter,
but your touch like a pebble on water,

i want to dream of her,                               
so i drew a picture of us before I slept,
but the night was still starless as ever,
more than the sky,

i want to dream of her,
so i drew a picture of us before I slept,
but the night was still starless as ever,
more than the sky,

you smell like clean clothes,
so how many people are there that smell like you,
i want to be so special,
but i smell like millions too,

i want to dream of her,                               
so i drew a picture of us before I slept,
but the night was still starless as ever,
more than the sky,

i want to dream of her
so i drew a picture of us before i slept
but the night was still starless

i saw a video the other day
saying none of us are real
but i think therefore i am
though i can’t say the same for feel

i want to dream of her,                               
so i drew a picture of us before I slept,
but the night was still starless as ever,

i want to dream of her
so i pictured her face whilst i wept
will the night still be starless?
not this time,

not this time
not this time
please not this time
bring back my stars
bring back my stars
bring back my stars
bring back my stars
bring back my stars

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24.7.23 starless

Late-night overthinkers and heartbreak addicts.

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